Beach Buoy headed to beach alone.
Dogless.
The weather was unfavorable.
Another Dog happier at base camp.
It was a new phone/camera day.
The wind and rain was off the sea.
The sea was rushing in with the combination of the tide and the strong wind.
People were few and far between.
Beach Buoy faffed on, taking photographs on the new phone.
He walked the low level route to Stubborn Dog Stack.
"Afternoon Mate."
It was 2-59.
Beach Buoy added five suitable stones and a piece of beach-found sea pottery.
He patted
THE
stone.
It was exhilarating up on the dune edge.
The stack sea pottery.
"See you mate."
Beach Buoy headed back to the beach below.
The tide was still running in.
Pebble with legs.
Gull with wings.
Bracing.
The view from up on The Esplanade.
Looking south.
BEACH BUOY.
